I'm Going To

I'm going to die
From a pistachio stuck in my throat
I'm going to die
From a snakebite, a fucking snakebite
I'm going to die
From a Russian bullet or ten
I'm going to die
From a virus, any virus, just pick one

I'm going to die
For all my sins and all my idiocy
I'm going to die
Gasping for breath and completely alone
I'm going to die
With too many regrets to mention
I'm going to die
Without making any noise

Thousand ways I'm going to die
Thousand ways I'm going to hell
Yet tonight death seems so far away from me

I'm going to die
I'm going to
I'm going to
I'm going to
I'm going to



Credits
Writer(s): Alessandro Micheli
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